Sheva - My Firend Lyrics
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My Firend
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What Are The Lyrics For My Firend By Sheva?
Whenever I'm down
I call on you my friend A helping hand you lend In my time of need Whenever I'm down I call on you my friend (I call on you my friend) (I call on you my friend) Listen, listen, listen Whenever I'm down I call on you my friend A helping hand you lend In my time of need Whenever I'm down I call on you my friend (I call on you my friend) (I call on you my friend) Whenever I'm down And all that's going on Is really going on Just one of those days (and ju-h) You say the right things To keep me moving on To keep me going strong (Going strong) (Going strong) Whenever I'm down Ain't nobody (Body) Ain't nobody (Body) Whenever I'm down I call on you my friend A helping hand you lend In my time of need Whenever I'm down I call on you my friend (I call on you my friend) (I call on you my friend) Whenever I'm down And all that's going on Is really going on Just one of those days (and ju-h) You say the right things To keep me moving on To keep me going strong (Going strong) (Going strong) Whenever I'm down I call on you my friend A helping hand you lend In my time of need Whenever I'm down I call on you my friend (I call on you my friend) (I call on you my friend) (Whenever I'm down) (I call on you) (Whenever I'm down) (I call) Ain't nobody (Body) Ain't nobody (Body) Listen Listen Listen |
Who Wrote My Firend By Sheva?
Billy Curtis, Glenn Mckinney, Keith Edward Crouch, Richard Cornwell
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What's The Duration Of The My Firend By Sheva?The duration of My Firend is 7:01 minutes and seconds. |
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